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Javanese Freislor (Eng Version)

"Wake up, Breckson! You can't live with me! Even though I love you, I know our position is different!" screamed Freislor. "I don't care about that, Freis!" Breckson answered on a high note. Freislor, a female figure with a distinct duty to find the Grendolfin, a Goddess sent to earth to judge a cause. She met the figure Breckson, one of the gadgetz state leaders of Zavrainz, which became the center of world civilization. The meeting began with a tragic turn of events. Where Freislor is one of the exiles from several countries, she fought to give her people asylum in the state of Zavrainz, even though she was insulted and despised by his citizens. A few years later, she went on a mission to defeat Mr. Reos. Ultimately, Breckson, Freislor, and Lord Krapolis travel into the past, future, and death to find Grendolfin. There, they found new knowledge of the Hasta Brata from the Javanese. She also got a new riddle with a game of numbers and times of one, three, and five. That is made clear by a poem by her father. One times one, I ran Two times one, I am spinning Three times two, I quit Hold on. I think, I made a wrong move I turn my steps thirty degrees to the left I have got a long line that leads somewhere Adorned in shining starlight You and I became us On the way, they also got the key to defeating Mr. Reos from the Joyoboyo Fiber manual. Not only that, but Freislor also found herself a leader in a country. Breckson finally got a chance to express his love to Freislor. But that love story changed after meeting Poresa. Add to this, the fact that Freislor's life is strictly a matter of numbers and time. What about their mission, then? Will they succeed in killing Mr. Reos? What about Freislor's love story? Who's she going to pick?

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Hesitation

"Ah, that kid definitely didn't turn on the fan. Wait a minute. Let me turn on the fan for you," he said, smiling. Freislor returned the smile before Mr. Broi left him. While inside, Breckson spoke softly to Jian.

"Jian, I'm sorry about Freislor. I was wrong for letting him touch your belongings," she said feeling guilty. Jian smiled and wiped away her tears.

"It's okay, Sis. After all, after this we'll talk about this person. I'm the one who should prepare myself for this. But, I cried in front of you both. Hahaha, I'm sorry," Jian smiled.

"Jian, turn on the fan, son. Don't let our guests feel the heat," said the father from the kitchen. Jian slapped his forehead and said, "Gosh, I forgot about that."

Jian rushed to the living room and turned on the fan. Breckson followed him with an uneasy face. He thought about what happened to Freislor after he scolded him. Freislor who was outside immediately stepped inside with a sad look.